"Ah!!!h

Mo Chen immediately struggled hard, but he was carried by the black feather man as if he were nothing, but he couldn't move much if he wanted to, and when he twisted it a few times and saw that it had no effect, he simply stopped.

If you can't move the martial arts, then you can only use the text. Knowing that this cold-faced man was obviously brainwashed by Elder Taishang, what he said to him was basically playing the piano to the cow, and the possibility of playing a role was almost zero.

But Mochen still won't give up. He finally had such a chance to be reborn, and he hadn't done anything yet, and he was killed by those two old things, and he would not be willing to do it anyway.

Swallowed a cold breath to make his mind slightly clear, thinking that when he asked just now, the cold-faced man obviously avoided the topic, it seems that there is still a drama in it, Mo Chen had a glimmer of hope in his heart, looking at the distance from the Mo family getting closer and closer, and hurriedly said, "If you don't speak, that is by default by him to force, I see the bleakness of emptiness in your eyes, that is after experiencing endless pain of despair and sadness, there will be indifference regardless of life and death"

"You don't care about life and death, I don't think you will look at anything else, even if you don't see anything in your eyes, then you don't follow him for profit, you don't want anything from him, why are you following him, is this kind of dark life that only knows killing, has no freedom, and has no daylight, is it what you wanted in the first place?"

"Is it ......?"

"Farewell!!" The black feather man glanced down at the ink dust that was carried in his hand, interrupted his words, and couldn't see his expression clearly, but saw him raise his head again, his feet moved, the speed was still unabated, and he headed towards the Mo family again.

In the snow, a figure of Mo Yu carried a black bag in his hand, stepping on the tiles silently, but he flew forward at a fast speed.

"There are some things, you don't understand, no matter how much I won't let you go" It was stepping over an attic again, and the black feather man who had just stopped making a sound, kept under his feet, but it meant inexplicable.

Mo Chen frowned, this cold-faced man's emotions were obviously brought up by himself, but he just didn't let go, and sighed in his heart, did he really want to give it to those two old bastards? But he wouldn't tell them his secrets if he was killed, and the consequences would not be, he could also imagine, it would be difficult to escape death.

"You kill me, just when you arrest me, I resisted too much and made you miss, count me begging you" His heart was like ashes, Mochen raised his head, and there was no hope of escaping in his eyes.

Chengwu Jiuxing's cold killer demon shook his heart with a few words, it seemed that he was too naïve before. Even if they are all going to die, then he would rather die in the hands of this cold-faced man than die under the authority of those two old people*, and die here, at least it can be more crisp.

Mo Chen's faint and sincere voice begging for death made Demon Yu's unconscious body startle, and he felt a kind of déjà vu pleading, and the silence that had no hope was gone.

The figure that couldn't help but run must be standing firmly on top of a tree, and as soon as his hand was loosened, he put down the ink dust and stood up.

In the distance, the tall gatehouse is already faintly visible, and the two all-black figures on the snow-covered trees are very conspicuous, but no one can see them in the winter snow lake forest.

"Are you going to kill me, or are you going to let me go" Mo Chen straightened his clothes that were scratched, and Mo Chen's voice was faint and did not have much emotion.

The cold-faced man stopped, he didn't think he was going to let him go, now the Mo family is looking at him again, and if he wants this cold-faced man to let him go, there is no possibility. But if he doesn't let go, he will have to kill.

The reason why I asked this is just a psychological hint to the cold-faced man, two choices, either kill or release. If he doesn't give up hope, he can only think of hinting at success, and then he can die a simple death.

"Neither" With his hands behind him, Demon Feather looked ahead, and his hoarse voice made the last trace of luck in Mo Chen's heart instantly come to naught.

His expression was gloomy, but the man with a cold face said slowly, "Although your words did make me hesitate...... But I'm still going to take you back because I have a better reason than you do."

Slightly hoarse, but it was the longest sentence of the cold-faced man that Mo Chen had heard until now, and perhaps the longest sentence he had said in a long time.

"......" opened his mouth, what else did Mo Chen think, and he could only take it back stupidly, so that a mad demon who only knew how to kill, so many words, he had already done his best, knowing that no matter how much it was useless.

It's just that he doesn't know, even if you don't kill me, I won't let me go, so why stop, he had so many things before and it didn't work, could it be that sentence begging for death that touched this cold-faced man?

"Do you want to know why I didn't let you go, but also stopped" After looking into the distance for a while, the black-feathered man turned his head and looked at Mo Chen.

"Anyway, you still have to arrest me back, I'm not interested in knowing too much" Shaking his head, Mo Chen looked at the cold-faced man who was standing calmly.

The gaze through the long hair was much calmer than at the beginning, and the loneliness and indifference of killing around him also dissipated a lot.

Turning his face slightly, Demon Feather was a little uncomfortable, and was looked at by Mo Chen, looking at the sand in the distance, and said, "It's okay if you don't want to know...... Although I still want to take you back, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, I can help you fulfill them...... As long as I'm alive!"

"Oh...... Why?" smiled lightly at the corner of his lips, Mo Chendao was moved in his heart, and his unfulfilled wishes naturally existed, Rou'er, Uncle Yu'er, and so on. But the last sentence of the cold-faced man was even more surprising that he didn't understand.

For the sake of him, a passerby who is theoretically an enemy, he made a vow of his life, and Mochen had to be moved.

Maybe he is not indifferent to life, but the things that can make him face with his life are too few, so little that his own life can be indifferent, Mochen can't understand it, but he can feel it.

"Is it worth it?" Mo Chen asked lightly, a cold wind blew, and the hair in front of the cold-faced man danced, and a miserable white young man's face also appeared in front of Mo Chen.

"You don't need to care about these, you just need to have it or not" The long hair was blown by the cold wind, and the demon feather shrank his eyebrows, revealing displeasure.

His demon feather face has never been seen by outsiders, and even if he did, he would already be a dead man. But now, this damn wind was blowing when he was distracted, and he didn't have time to suppress it with Yuan Shi at all, and he was completely seen by Mo Chen. Anyone who can see his demon feather face clearly must die! This is his instinct!

An unconscious red light flashed in his cold eyes, and the demon feather was startled, and he quickly suppressed it, this ink dust is not something he can kill, if that person wants it, he must send it back. So it can only suppress the killing momentum.

That flash of killing, although Mo Chen had some sense, but he didn't care too much, it was easy for this cold-faced man to kill him, he couldn't dodge it at all, so it didn't matter if there was a killing power or not. At this time, he was only a little surprised by the cold-faced man's face.

He is so young, but he is so cold, so young, he has become a cold-blooded and ruthless killer, I really don't know what kind of blow he has experienced, and he will embark on this road of no return. Just! What is that red mark on his forehead?

Mo Chen's eyebrows shrank, his eyes condensed, as if he remembered something, and before the cold-faced man could speak, he exclaimed, "Blood Seal!"

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